Rhett ButlerinTales from the SouthSavoringI stood in line behind the high school boys, waiting on my turn to enter the watermelon eating contest. Three minutes, one watermelon…Jul 7, 2016Jul 7, 2016
Rhett ButlerinTales from the SouthTrailheadJohnny was driving the Go-Kart, I was in the passenger seat, and Buddy ran wildly beside us. Between the continuous barking and the roaring…Jun 28, 2016Jun 28, 2016
Rhett ButlerinTales from the SouthMudbugs“Johnny, quick, over here — Big Daddy just scrambled under this huge rock!”Jun 23, 2016Jun 23, 2016
Rhett ButlerinTales from the SouthBuddy’s RevengeJust as we rounded the corner onto Magnolia Street I knew what was going to happen. Call it an 8-year-old’s premonition, call it déjà vu…Jun 17, 2016Jun 17, 2016
Rhett ButlerinTales from the SouthChippedClaire raced ahead of me on her Kelly green ten-speed, her lemon juice bleached hair rolling in waves. I pumped twice as hard behind her…Jun 15, 2016Jun 15, 2016
Rhett ButlerSluggerIt was a hundred-and-five in the shade, and I sat on the dusty sideline of Rosie’s Field, a makeshift baseball diamond that had been around…Jun 8, 2016Jun 8, 2016
Rhett ButlerinTales from the SouthHooked“Unhook from that limb, Son. If I didn’t know any better I’d swear your Uncle Charlie taught you how to cast.”May 24, 2016May 24, 2016
Rhett ButlerinTales from the SouthBattleshipIt was the summer of ’79, and my big sister Claire and I sat in the backwards-facing seat in the back of our station wagon as it barreled…May 18, 2016May 18, 2016
Rhett ButlerinTales from the SouthMy Southern Dad Raised Me RightI am so thankful I was born and raised in the South. I’ve been blessed to step on all but two of the continents and have seen some amazing…May 10, 2016May 10, 2016